Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Brooke's body is still twisted at the bottom of the stairs. Her limbs are too still. Like

a marionette with her strings cut.

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I don't even realize I've stopped breathing until my lungs start burning. I blink. Once. Twice. My brain is still back there hands fisting in each other's hair, her nails scraping my skin like a feral cat, the sick sound of her foot slipping-then that crack at the end.

My blood's rushing too loud in my ears. I can't focus. Can't think. Can't explain. And then-

"Taryn."

His voice. Deep. Cutting.

I don't realize I'm holding my breath until Enoch's scent slams into me like a fucking freight train-cedarwood and rain and something darker, hotter, wild like the way his eyes used to burn into mine before I ruined everything.

I feel him before I see him.

Fuck.

Shivers run down my spine. I don't know whether I should run downstairs or even follow Brooke in her wake. Maybe then I'd be able to escape.

Goddess, let the floor swallow me up.

I whip around. Enoch's already at the bottom of the stairs, one hand clenched into

a fist at his side, the other twitching like he's one second away from losing it. His eyes-those goddamn forest green eyes-aren't looking at Brooke. They're locked

on me.

Shit, shit, shit.

"Enoch, I didn't-I didn't push her. She just-I was trying to get my phone back and she slipped, and I swear I didn't-"

My throat is dry and I can't stop the way my chest rises, falls, then rises again like I'm breathing through a straw. My vision's tunneling. The guilt, the fear, the complete what the fuck of everything I've just done is clawing at my skin.

And then-he moves.

I flinch, instinctively bracing for a reaction, a roar, a something-but his arms are suddenly around me. I should explain. I should tell him she slipped, that I was just grabbing my phone, that her claws came out first, not mine.

"She's-she's slipped and-and... I didn't-I..." I try to let it out, but stuttering doesn;t help when my breath is ragged and I could feel my lungs closing in. I can't follow my breath and blood is getting to my head,

"I'll take care of it," he murmurs, voice low and rough, vibrating through my bones. "You don't have to say anything. I know it wasn't you."

...What?

My body stiffens. My hands are caught between our chests. My brain's lagging two seconds behind.

"Enoch-"

"She's still breathing," he says. "Barely. But she'll live."

I look down. Brooke's still out cold. Blood trickles from the side of her mouth. Her

leg's bent weird. I immediately look away before I throw up.

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Enoch's grip tighten around me, pressing his hand on the back of my neck so I'm deeper in his chest. I wanna cry, I wanna tell Enoch what I heard from Brooke.

But my mouth won't work. My brain's glitching out. I'm frozen, heart stuttering against his chest like I'm the one who tumbled down the stairs, not Brooke. He presses a kiss to my forehead. It's the kind of thing he used to do when we were still pretending we didn't feel this twisted, fucked-up magnetism pulling us together. A si fall of a sudden, the panic attack inside of me slowly rests and I could breathe properly.

But now? After everything? It hits different. Colder. Hotter. More dangerous.

my jaw like it's something delicate. "You're not gonna carry

body at the foot of the stairs. Her hair's splayed out like a damn crime scene photo, blood seeping from somewhere near her

don't go

fall must've been

Shit.

Shitshitshit.

clutch his shirt tighter, trying to ground myself, but my chest is getting tighter, lungs shrinking like there's

to-she came

the word crashes over me

yelling. That's the worst part. It's soft. Controlled.

in closer. "You're

and just-give out. The scratch Brooke left on my leg is stinging more than it

"Fuck," Enoch hisses.

then-just like that-he crouches and lifts

my breath catching as I cling to him instinctively. "What the hell are you

offends him. Like the mere idea of me being in pain sends him into a spiral. "It's just a scratch," I manage,

now.

tightens when we pass Jacob, who's just arriving at the scene with a face of someone who already regrets

Enoch barks over his

dead, right?” I

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really, Taryn? but nods once. "Breathing. Just out

murder is

For now.

open like it

and strides toward the

me down-this is dramatic

gently, like I'm made of porcelain or whatever metaphor people use for breakable shit. My leg's still bleeding, but it's

"Stay"

I'm not a

You're worse. You're a stubborn little omega

herself into dangerall the

the same time." Enoch ignores me. He grabs a first aid kit from the drawer like this is a

he kneels beside the bed, pulling my leg into his

me do this

ignores me. Of course he fucking

drawer beside the bed and pulls out a first aid

foreplay. Patch each

bottle of antiseptic in his

He's not calm.

Not even close.

me. I flinch at the sting and he

someone touch you like that?" His eyes flick up

because I was grabbing my phone

gaze darkens.

mutter, pushing at his shoulder. "You can't

tried to catfight

"You're mine."

My breath catches.

"Don't," I whisper.

back," I say quickly. "There's still evidence

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one from the Maldives. I know she was under Brooke. This is my

"You're not going anywhere."

voice turns feral.

"Enoch-"

One hand to my shoulder, hot

mattress like it's nothing.

"Stay."

his tone slices through me like

alpha. It's king.

my spine goes straight.